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i ‘ve been considering today the manifestation of anger and what constitutes real anger over the pose and outer stance of it. the difference between them. within the context of the healing process from this head injury, i sense an openess and lack of anger within myself. there is a careful appreciation of tranqility and beauty . intimacy and light.

Your life feels different to you, once you greet death and understand your heart’s position. You wear your life like a garment from the mission bundle-sale ever after — lightly because you realize you never paid for it, cherishing because you know you won’t ever come by such a bargain again. Louise Erdrich

Everyday is an experiment in consciousness. I don’t ‘eat’ – I fuel the machine desiring only a compact fuel source efficient in simply getting the job done. I view myself as the machine observing with acuity. Observing functionality on skeletal levels… And everyone is in a ‘room.’ A corridor is in the direction to a separate space… In this space, I discover what I have become.

I awoke today kissed by clarity – and more rested and alive for the first time since my accident/fall.

There is the now familiar sense of a tightness like an elastic band stretching around my head – along with the sensation that my eye sockets are a portal to scintillating labyrinths and secrets barely kept.